The Daily Life of a Noble

After a grandiose (showy) but not particularly grand investiture ceremony, all of Flowing City learned of the birth of a new lord. The entire city immediately fell into a frenzy—the path to advancement had truly opened to commoners! The commoners who had still been immersed in grief over the heavy casualties of the defense of Flowing City instantly began looking forward to war and the next expansion!

However, none of that had anything to do with Ismir anymore. He had put on a noble's brocade robe. As for why it was called a noble's brocade robe, naturally, it bore the emblem representing nobility! A family crest completely distinguished commoners from nobles!

His crest was a roaring savage bear with its head facing left. Coming up with that crest had cost him quite a few brain cells, but fortunately Queen Nyx had not rushed him. (This slapdash kingdom did not even have a college of heraldry, and since there were not many nobles to begin with, Nyx managed it herself.) In the end, he had racked his brains to come up with a crest that did not overlap with those of other nobles.

As for why he had chosen the Giant Bear crest, it was naturally a fusion of his profession and his hopes for his family. As a druid, once he advanced into a war druid in the future, he would be able to transform into a savage bear! (Most war druids transformed into Giant Bears.) The roaring Giant Bear was also an encouragement to himself, pushing him to work harder and strive to become a Hereditary Noble!

"What should I do?" Ismir wandered the streets of Flowing City in confusion. All around him were the astonished and envious gazes of commoners, but having suddenly become a noble, Ismir was